448 CAMPBELL'S THEODRIC ABSTRACT OF STORY. It opens, poetically, with the description of a fine scene in Switzerland, and of a rustic church-yard; where the friend of the author points out to him the flowery grave of a maiden, who, though gentle and fair, had died of unrequited love:-and so they proceed, between them, for the matter is left poetically obscure, to her history. Her fancy had been early captivated by the tales of heroic daring and chivalric pride, with which her country's annals abounded-and she disdained to give her love to any one who was not graced with the virtues and glories of those heroic times. This exalted mood was unluckily fostered by her brother's youthful ardour in praise of the commander under whom he was serving abroadby whom he was kindly tended when wounded, and whose picture he brought back with him on his return to his paternal home, to renew, and seemingly to realize, the day-dreams of his romantic sister. This picture, and the stories her brother told of the noble Theodric, completed the poor girl's fascination. Her heart was kindled by her fancy; and her love was already fixed on a being she had never seen! In the mean time, Theodric, who had promised a visit to his young protegé, passes over to England, and is betrothed to a lady of that country of infinite worth and amiableness. He then repairs to Switzerland, where, after a little time, he discovers the love of Julia, which he gently, but firmly rebukes-returns to England, and is married. His wife has uncomfortable relations―quarrelsome, selfish, and envious; and her peace is sometimes wounded by their dissensions and unkindness. War breaks out anew, too, in Theodric's country; and as he is meditating a journey to that quarter, he is surprised by a visit from Julia's brother, who informs him, that, after a long struggle with her cherished love, her health had at last sunk under it, and that she now prayed only to see him once more before she died! His wife generously urges him to comply with this piteous request. He does so; and arrives, in the midst of wintry tempests, to see this pure victim of too warm an imagination expire, in smiles of speechless gratitude and love. While mourning over 1 OPENING OF NARRATIVE. 449 her, he is appalled by tidings of the dangerous illness of his beloved Constance-hurries to England-and finds her dead!her fate having been precipitated, if not occasioned, by the harsh and violent treatment she had met with from her heartless relations. The piece closes with a very touching letter she had left for her husband -and an account of its soothing effects on his mind. This, we confess, is slight enough, in the way of fable and incident: But it is not in those things that the merit of such poems consists; and what we have given is of course a mere naked outline, or argument rather, intended only to explain and connect our extracts. For these, we cannot possibly do better than begin with the beginning. ""Twas sunset, and the Ranz des Vaches was sung, Amidst them one of spotless marble shone A maiden's grave and 'twas inscrib'd thereon, That young and lov'd she died whose dust was there: "Yes,' said my comrade, young she died, and fair! 450 CAMPBELL'S THEODRIC ROMANCE. Yet woo'd, and worshipp'd as she was, till few "Her father dwelt where yonder Castle shines Waves o'er each walk where she was wont to glide- She, midst these rocks inspir'd with feeling strong Some extant spirit of chivalric kind; And scorning wealth, look'd cold ev'n on the claim Of manly worth, that lack'd the wreath of Fame.'" — p. 3—7. We pass over the animated picture of the brother's campaigns, and of the fame of Theodric, and the affectionate gratitude of parents and sister for his care and praises of their noble boy. We must make room, however, for this beautiful sketch of his return. "In time, the stripling, vigorous and heal'd, THEODRIC. And fragrance from the mountain-herbage blown, "His coming down yon lake- his boat in view ('Twas Julia's, 'twas his sister's met him first :) 451 And all their rapture's greeting, may be guess'd."— p. 12, 13. generous warrior At last the warrior appears in person among those innocent beings, to whom he had so long furnished the grand theme of discourse and meditation. "The boy was half beside himself the sire, "Thus, loth to wound their hospitable pride, Th' unlikely thought could scarcely reach his mind, Symptoms still more unequivocal, however, at last make explanation necessary; and he is obliged to disclose to her the secret of his love and engagement in England. The effects of this disclosure, and all the intermediate events, are described with the same grace and delicacy. But we pass at once to the close of poor Julia's pure-hearted romance. "That winter's eve how darkly Nature's brow 452 CAMPBELL'S THEODRIC- - CONSTANCE. And whilst their falling echoed to the wind, And Beauty died, and Friendship wept within! "Sweet Julia, though her fate was finish'd half, "But lo! while Udolph's bursts of agony, Of Constance-brief and terrible they were," &c.—p. 35, 36. These must suffice as specimens of the Swiss part of the poem, which we have already said we consider as on the whole the most perfect. The English portion is undoubtedly liable to the imputation of being occupied with scenes too familiar, and events too trivial, to admit of the higher embellishments of poetry. The occasion of Theodric's first seeing Constance-in the streets of London on a night of public rejoicing- certainly trespasses on the borders of this wilful stooping of the Muses' flight-though the scene itself is described with great force and beauty. ""Twas a glorious sight! At eve stupendous London, clad in light, Conspicuous, as in some wide festive room, In open chariots pass'd, with pearl and plume. The description of Constance herself, however, is not liable to this, or to any other objection. "And to know her well Prolong'd, exalted, bound, enchantment's spell; |